angelicXdarkness

When I was young, I had a friend. He wasn't real; he was pretend. Over the years, we became close. He was the one I needed most. As time went by, we drifted apart. I made real friends; I had a fresh start. We saw each other less and less. I told my friends; they were not impressed. These friends come, and these friends go. But when I needed you, you'd always show. Then one day I met a boy. He was like you, but not a toy. I fell in love; it ended fast. I had hoped that it would last. I turned to you; you were not there. All I got was an empty stare.

I have learned That silence does not come cheap But those who do not speak Are cowards Maybe one day we’ll finally learn To appreciate the secret worlds of The silent